The atmosphere was suffocating.
Under the muzzle of that black gun, Qin Xuan remained calm.
But Xia Wanying had turned pale.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have called you here. This must have scared you." Qin Xuan said softly.
"Are you afraid?"
Xia Wanying subconsciously grabbed Qin Xuan's sleeve. Although very frightened, she still shook her head.
Qin Xuan grinned and pulled Xia Wanying behind him, using his tall physique to stand in front protecting her, looking calmly and fearlessly at Lu Jinghong, "What are you waiting for?"
Lu Jinghong sneered, "Of course, I'm waiting for Xiang TianGe to come and save you. I also want to ask her why I lost to begin with. If not for this obsession, you would have died three days ago."
Xiang TianGe!
Apart from Jiang Feiyu and a few others who knew, everyone else was surprised.
They never expected that the two most beautiful girls at Yun City University would have ambiguous relationships with Qin Xuan!
"The greatest stupidity of mankind comes from endless self-speculation and conjecture." Qin Xuan sighed and shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Lu Jinghong's brows furrowed.
Before Qin Xuan could speak, another exclamation rang out, "Lu Jinghong, have you gone mad?!"
The newcomers were none other than Chu Qingqiu and Qi Yonggui!
Most people were not surprised to see Chu Qingqiu come.
But seeing Qi Yonggui, who was of the older generation, also appear really gave off an unusual vibe.
"Sis Chu, Uncle Qi, you two want to get involved too?" Lu Jinghong asked indifferently.
"Of course!" Chu Qingqiu said firmly.
Qi Yonggui also nodded solemnly and made a shocking statement, "My Qi Family and the Chu Family stand with Mr. Qin through thick and thin!
Jinghong, you're an outstanding young man. Don't ruin yourself over personal matters."
Lu Jinghong's expression turned unpleasant. "What if I insist on killing Qin Xuan tonight?"
Qi Yonggui scoffed. "Then you'd better kill Chu and me together. Otherwise, even with the entire might of your Lu Family, you still can't withstand the pressure from the combined forces of the Chu Family and me!"
Boom!
Jiang Feiyu and the others felt their minds buzzing.
The four great families had dominated Yun City for decades.
Yet today, the Chu and Qi Families were openly defying the Lu Family for a village youth!
Jiang Feiyu already knew Chu Qingqiu was close to Qin Xuan.
But he thought it was just friendly association.
Now it seemed they were ready to fight to the death to protect Qin Xuan. Qi Yonggui's appearance proved Chu Qingqiu was not acting alone but had the backing of Elder Chu Zhenxiong!
What kind of man was Chu Zhenxiong?
Back in his prime, he was an unrivaled warlord.
If he were twenty years younger, with his iron will and supreme prestige, there would be no "Four Great Families of Yun City."
To have such an elder resolutely standing behind Qin Xuan was utterly terrifying!!
Chen Yan clutched Liu Xinxin's arm tightly, feeling dizzy and seeing stars. For some reason, tears streamed down her cheeks.
Liu Xinxin was even more of a mess, her legs giving out as she slumped to the ground, panic-stricken!
"Get your men out of here now!" Qi Yonggui yelled sternly at Lu Jinghong.
At this point, Lu Jinghong's complexion had returned to normal.
He had anticipated long ago that Qin Xuan's background was now on par with his own.
Qi Yonggui and Chu Qingqiu before him were nothing to fear.
The only wildcard was Xiang TianGe!
He had pursued Xiang TianGe for so long but still didn't know who was behind her...
"Uncle Qi, let me be blunt. I didn't expect you to show up, but now that you're here, it doesn't change tonight's situation. Also..."
Lu Jinghong sneered. "I believe Sis Chu represents Elder Chu's wishes, but you probably don't have approval from Elder Qi since he's away on vacation. He'll be back in a few days. You should be thinking about how to keep your heir position instead of stirring up trouble here!"
Qi Yonggui's expression fluctuated as he was about to speak when another person arrived.
Everyone looked over.
It was a burly young man with a faint sanguine aura, his lofty gaze brimming with an imposing edge!
Chu Qingqiu's slender brows furrowed in disbelief. "Wan Lingchen!"
With just that name.
The scene was shaken.
Wan Lingchen, youngest son of the prominent Wan Family in the provincial capital!
That was an authentic martial arts clan.
No one knew exactly how many top experts were in the family.
Every year they supplied many outstanding talents to the military. In the provincial capital, they were undisputedly a local tyrant!
Even the mighty Four Great Families of Yun City had to defer to the elderly patriarchs to contend against someone like Wan Lingchen!
"Lively bunch here."
Wan Lingchen strolled over leisurely, glanced at Qin Xuan, then smiled at Lu Jinghong, "This is the jumping clown you mentioned?"
"Yes." Lu Jinghong replied with a smile.
"Kill him quickly then, stop dragging it out."
Wan Lingchen said casually, "I'll just stand here and see who dares stop you!"
"..."
Chu Qingqiu and Qi Yonggui exchanged a look, feeling a chill.
They had to admit, with the people present, if Qin Xuan didn't bring out his backer, no one could go head to head with Wan Lingchen.
Jiang Feiyu and the others were also excited, clenching their fists tightly.
Especially Lu Jinghong's cousin Pan Yutong. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably, hot tears welling up in her eyes.
She just knew it.
Her faith would not crumble.
At least in Yun City, her cousin was an unshakable existence!!
"Cousin, kill him, kill him!" Pan Yutong shouted loudly.
Lu Jinghong ignored his clamorous cousin and just gazed at Qin Xuan profoundly. "If you don't bring out Xiang TianGe now, you're as good as dead. You should understand I don't need such an elaborate setup just to kill you.
All I want is an answer from Xiang TianGe!"
His tone was extremely confident.
As if Qin Xuan was just a insignificant ant in his eyes. Xiang TianGe was his true goal!
Qin Xuan took a small step forward, his eyes abruptly deepening, "Why do some people think I rely on some background to be so carefree and unrestrained?"
"What are you trying to say?"
"I want to tell you, even if I'm alone, trash like you is no match for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Qin Xuan's figure flickered like a phantom, almost blurring into an afterimage.
Before anyone could react, he had already grabbed Lu Jinghong by the neck and returned to his original position.
Continuing to shield Xia Wanying with his tall physique!
Even Wan Lingchen's face revealed deep shock now.
Born of a martial arts clan, nearing his twenties, he had some minor accomplishments. But just from Qin Xuan's earlier move, he knew he was far from an opponent!
When someone was strong enough.
They could take on ten alone.
What need was there for background!
Everyone's hearts thundered violently. They had to acknowledge, Qin Xuan's earlier confident words were not boasting.
Yet no one expected.
After days of mental torment, Lu Jinghong had become almost deranged. "Don't mind me! Shoot! Shoot now!!"
Qin Xuan's brows instantly furrowed.
It seemed the more perfect some people appeared on the outside, the darker their inner flaws.
After all, there were no perfect people in this world.
For Lu Jinghong to choose death by his own men's guns rather than take Qin Xuan down with him, his mind must have been twisted to an appalling extent!
"Have you made enough of a scene?"
Suddenly, an aged voice drifted over languidly.
At the same time, the dozens of Lu Jinghong's gunmen were swiftly restrained by a large group of uniformed men in a daze.
The voice belonged to a hunchbacked old man with snow white hair and beard.
Due to his hunchback, he looked no taller than 1.5 meters. His hands were withered and bony, seemingly on the verge of death, with one foot already in the coffin.
Among the various big shots who had shown up tonight, all had names and backgrounds.
Only this old man was a complete stranger to everyone present. That aged face was extremely unfamiliar.
Including Qin Xuan.
Whose eyes also revealed puzzlement!
"What old geezer are you? Who are you?" Wan Lingchen couldn't help but frown.
"Wan Family's brat?"
The hunchbacked old man chuckled lightly, "Fifty years ago, when your grandfather was in his prime, he received a favor from my master. Didn't he tell you descendants about it?"
"Gulp."
The sound of someone swallowing loudly was heard clearly by everyone present.
Wan Lingchen was frozen in place, dumbfounded. His adam's apple bobbed up and down a few times before he suddenly knelt down, wishing he could press his previously arrogant head to the ground in reverence.
Silence descended on the scene.
Occasionally, the sound of someone swallowing saliva could be heard.
It showed just how shocked everyone was.
This hunchbacked old man seemed to be just a servant of someone important.
Yet being just a servant, he made Wan Lingchen, someone of such distinguished status, become obedient and docile.
"Who...who did you come for?" Wan Lingchen asked cautiously.
The old man didn't speak, but his gaze remained fixed on Qin Xuan, which was explanation enough.
Bang bang bang.
In an instant, all kinds of sounds could be heard.
Pan Yutong, Jiang Feiyu and others fell to the ground, their faces pale as paper.
Because they were close to the wall, Wen Zilin, Ma Fankai and Cao Zhuo slumped weakly against it, shivering uncontrollably between chattering teeth!
"Alas, each generation is worse than the last. Nowadays young people, other than eating, drinking and having fun, what else do they know? Unlike our generation back then..."
Seeing the panicked group of young people, the hunchbacked old man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Everyone was as silent as a winter cicada, the reverence in their eyes growing even more intense.
Lu Jinghong's eyes were bloodshot.
His nails had pierced his palms, causing both hands to be covered in blood!
Xiang TianGe didn't show up as he had expected.
Instead, an old man he had never seen before came, one who made his heart and gallbladder shatter.
Was this Qin Xuan's background?
Just who in the world was this hunchbacked old man!!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!